After transmigrating into the book, I married my mortal enemy, the disabled prince.

Chapter 17 017 Sneaky Measurements

"Doctor, you can go down too, as long as I'm here."

"Yes."

After everyone retreated, the room became deserted all of a sudden, it was fine for Gu Jiuchen not to speak, since he finished drinking the medicine, he didn't even raise his eyelids.

Song Nanyi didn't expect him to respond to her, but she had to finish what she had to say when she came here.

"In three days, you will go back to the palace with me to meet the queen. You can rest tonight. I'm not that kind of person."

After all, Song Nanyi went back to the little seat she was lying on last night and sat down. Anyway, she couldn't sleep well, so she simply turned to a book from somewhere to read.

It turned out to be "Kao Gong Ji", did not expect the original owner to like to read this kind of boring book?

Perhaps as Ji Jia said, the original owner had discussed with the ministers in the court, and she was bound to win the supervision right of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, so she went to learn about construction and other things in advance.

But it's a pity, she wants to be more stable, and with her scheming and tricks, she will show her sharpness in the court, and she will either become someone else's urn, or become a queen in the fall.

Or the original second princess is too powerful.

Even so, she calculated everything, and in the final history books she became a promiscuous princess of subjugation.

Song Nanyi flipped through a few articles, and the writing was really brilliant, even the weights and measures of the building dimensions were accurate.

But having said that, can she also re-customize a wheelchair for Gu Jiuchen according to the size in this book?

The one he's sitting on now is the one he carried out from the prison, no matter how you say it, it's too dark and unlucky.

It just so happens that the Chinese New Year is approaching, so it should be a New Year gift.

After drinking the medicine, he should fall asleep, right?

Song Nanyi glanced at Gu Jiuchen's bed, and saw that his eyes were closed tightly, as if he was having another nightmare.

It was like a nightmare last night when the wound deteriorated, and he kept talking nonsense, but today he had a fever again.

She couldn't imagine how he would survive if no one found out and took care of him.

Could it be that he went to the underworld to fight for his life with the King of Hades and come back.

Song Nanyi's eyes were a little sore, maybe he was tired from reading and wanted to get up and move around.

……

late at night.

Gu Jiuchen was woken up by some tiny noises, he didn't expect that he would sleep so soundly when there were still people in the room.

He moved his head slightly, feeling that his mind was like a paste, uncomfortable and tight.

His forehead was cool, and there was a folded veil on it. He frowned, and wanted to reach out and take off the veil.

But as soon as Song Nanyi heard the sound on the bed, she turned her head to look. Before she saw it, Gu Jiuchen quickly closed her eyes again.

"Are you cold?"

Song Nanyi tiptoed to Gu Jiuchen's bed, and carefully stuffed Gu Jiuchen's hand into the quilt.

Immediately afterwards, she took off the veil on Gu Jiuchen's forehead, and reached out to touch his forehead.

"It's not burning anymore, your hand is recovering well, and it won't be long before it grows back."

Perhaps the two were too close, and the heat of Song Nanyi's words was sprinkled on Gu Jiuchen's face.

Soon, Song Nanyi continued to measure the size of the wheelchair that Gu Jiuchen was sitting on.

Gu Jiuchen's breathing was slightly stagnant.

what is she doing……

The dim light hit her back, and she was fiddling with a strap on his wheelchair, and after fiddling, she wrote something on the white paper beside her.

(End of this chapter)